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Apr 23
Into the heart of them
and George killed the lot of them
what a *******,
now
we can't see them fly
no longer do dragons cast shadows
across our sky,

and they made him a Saint
don't ask me why
it must have been a slow day
in the Vatican,

they should have given him the
Order of the Garter as well,
Oh wait,
they did.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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